[ Matt watches Jester's every move in fascination, though he realizes pretty quickly he'd never be able to emulate her. It's interesting to see her use a focal item--like Liem's key, almost, the way she wields it--but Matt's academic observations give way to a more gut-level appreciation. A shiver in the wind that isn't, a golden gleam over his skin as the green light flares.
And then, suddenly, Jester is over twice his height and covered in cute blue splotchy spots and oh, God, she's a giraffe. She licks his cheek, and Matt bursts into a peal of laughter. ]
Oh my God Jester! This is incredible! How are you doing this?
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And then, suddenly, Jester is over twice his height and covered in cute blue splotchy spots and oh, God, she's a giraffe. She licks his cheek, and Matt bursts into a peal of laughter. ]
Oh my God Jester! This is incredible! How are you doing this?